Last Night I Knelt Where Hiram Knelt
Last night I knelt where Hiram knelt My words are safe within
And took an obligation, As though within my own;
Today I’m closer to “God” His hand forever at my back,
And I am a Master Mason. To help me safely home.
Though heretofore my fellowmen Good counsels whisper in my ear.
Seemed I searched each one apart, By square and compass brother now
I’m looking for “My Brother,” Who once would call me a stranger.
And as I feel his friendly grip, I might have lived a moral life,
It fills my heart with pride; And risen to distinction
I know that while I’m on the square Without my brothers helping hand
That he is on my side. And fellowship of Masons.
His footsteps on my errand go But “God” who knows how hard it is
If I should such require To resist life’s temptations
His prayers will plead in my behalf Knows why I knelt where Hiram knelt
If I should so desire And took that Obligation.